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Lan Qin'er's palms were drenched in sweat, his thin single eyelid quickly blinking.

She stood frozen, wanting to speak.

There were many things that stuck in her throat, and required her to spit them out quickly. And yet, she couldn't say a single word.

What should he say?

Whatever she said, he didn't like it.

Hearing him talk with Feng Shuixi, she couldn't understand a single word